‘Thank you, Mrs. Arsenault, that was delicious I can’t eat another bite,’ I said,
‘Am glad you enjoyed it, Devin’ she said with a smile, everyone was just off the kitchen in a cozy dining room, the setting was nice, it had a table big enough to fit six people around comfortably Amie, Tom, and both parents were around the table plucking away at the remains of their meal.
Amie and I sat together while Tom and his father seated opposite, Mrs. Arsenault was at the head of the table where she made frequent trips to the kitchen with ease without navigating around everyone, the family had spoken on numerous topics. Tom being the butt of an occasional joke which left him in a grump.
‘Devin what are you going to do once school has ended,’ Mr. Arsenault asked, sipping on a hot drink.
‘I will hopefully end up at station one and become a fully fledged praetorian like my parents’
He smiled calmly placing his cup down ‘It’s a precarious career path even though you’re a Winter would you consider anything else’
‘Not really when you become one with the skills that make you a praetorian you can do anything, save anyone,’ I looked at Amie and back to her father ‘It’s worth the effort for everyone in the empire,’ I said proudly
‘That is what most people…
